Chapter 365 The country is picturesque and the beauty is like a flower
The silver ice field is vast, endless at a glance, and there is no smoke in the world.
The saint of Zifu is like a purple snow lotus, quiet and ice-clean. She is trapped here without a trace of panic and calmness.
"Bun!"
Tu Fei was the first to take action, pinched the dragon's claw marks, and hit forward. A big black dragon flew out and let out a dragon chant. The ice field shook, and the dragon rushed to the Zixia fairy.
"Bang"
The hair of the saint of Zifu was thrown, and three thousand green silks were like waterfalls, which disturbed the change of time. The purple gas permeated, and the black dragon decomposed in an instant.
"Wow"
She raised her bare hands, spread the picture scroll, and a real world emerged, attracting people's mind and body, as if to melt the world.
Tu Fei involuntarily got up from the ground on the spot, was led by a huge force, and was about to sink into the picture.
"Buzz!"
The ice field shook, Tu Fei held the swallowing magic jar in his hand, shook violently, and the inconnoticable gray clay pot rushed out a black light and hit it in the picture scroll.
"The fairy sister is really good!" He shouted strangely and flew back. Finally, he got rid of the picture scroll and was not sucked in.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo and the big black dog all inhaled the cold air, and only looked at each other. Tu Fei almost suffered a big loss and was taken away by the saint of Zifu.
The saint of Zifu is very insipid, no joy and worry-free. There is a kind of indifference outside the transcendence. It doesn't seem to be facing a strong enemy, but it's like watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds are comfortable.
This is not contempt, but a kind of true temperament. In such a situation, she has no wave, as if she is out of the matter and detached.
In front of Pang Bo's table tennis, the black fog was surging all over his body. He did not walk very quickly. He was majestic, and every step he fell on the ice field with a trembling. He was like an indomitable demon god.
"Bang"
Pang Bo took action and pinched the seal with his right hand, like a dragon and like Peng. With just a gentle fight, the void collapsed.
The thick black fog surged, and Pang Bo's big hand turned into a real dragon, hitting the front of the saint of Zifu. The dragon's head was high, and the dragon's body was like the Great Wall of steel, full of strength and crushed.
"Bun"
The saint of Zifu is calm, her hands are as white as jade, and her ten fingers are fierce and slender, as crystal as green onions. She gently brushed and intercepted the real dragon.
It seems that the clouds are light and the wind is light, there is no fire, and there is no magic power to rush, but everyone has changed their color. Ten jade fingers have the breath of Taoism, and the pressure of the void is blurred.
"Bang"
When the real dragon and the jade finger met, it was suddenly broken. It let out a dragon chant and dimmed.
"Buzz!"
Void six shaking, Pang Bo's right hand changed the seal, the real dragon turned into a roc bird, the golden light was in full bloom, singing the heaven and the earth, a big roc god bird cast like gold, diving down.
The saint of Zifu is still calm, with slender jade fingers gently scratching, as if waving the road, pressing down, and the roc god bird is difficult to come.
"Boom!"
Pang Bo stepped forward, and the earth trembled. Every step fell, his momentum increased by one point. When he took the fourth step, the ice sheet cracked and the rocks broke through the sky.
He is like a demon god, his dark hair is flying messy, his eyes are like a knife, his sharpness is extremely sharp, and his bronze skin is shining.
"I'm going to break it when I enter the Taoist realm!"
Pang Bo played the unique skills of the demon clan, fought against the saint of Zifu, and the ice field and the sky were violent because of this.
"Boom"
In the real tornado sky, a hundred-foot dragon rushed out, swinging in front of it, sweeping the saint of Zifu, and the dragon roared up to the sky.
The saint of Zifu is in a wonderful situation, integrating with heaven and earth, waving the road. Although she is smokeless and fire, she is extremely horrible.
Where the bare hands pass, the void twists, and contains the breath of the Tao. As long as it is brushed, it will inevitably be crushed and the body will be destroyed.
This is a kind of battle with a needle tip. One is heavy and powerful, open and close, the other is light, and does not eat the fireworks in the world. Two different charms are evenly matched.
Pang Bo did not use the demon emperor Jiuzhan, because he was not sure to succeed in one blow, and the other party's mountain and river map was suspended in mid-air, and he had to be on guard at all times.
"Eight styles of demons, heroes of the demon clan." The saint of Zifu finally opened her mouth and said these eight words calmly.
The secret method displayed by Pang Bo is indeed the unique learning of the demon clan, not a unique secret method. Every demon clan can do it.
The eight types of heavenly demons are the supreme secret art. Inherited from the ancient times, it is not weaker than the magic in the ancient scriptures of the demon emperor. The power is unparalleled, showing one word of power to the extreme.
The eight types of heavenly demons, enchant the sky and the earth, he is like a demon god reborn, like the emperor coming to the world, breaking the way with force!
His fists almost pierced the void, and his masculinity rushed to the sky. He took a step forward and moved in all directions.
"Bang"
Pang Boyong was unstoppable. His right fist penetrated the purple fog, hit the front, sealed his left hand, and blocked the purple light in the sky.
"The power of power"
The saint of Zifu is like a soft flowing cloud, avoiding the fist that can break through the peak, gently brushing past, drawing the trajectory of her debut, and sealing Pang Bo's hands.
"Bang"
Pang Bo shook violently, and she condensed a Taoist map in the void and swept over. The softness was strong, and the attack power was deterrent.
"Boom"
Pang Bo pinched the seal and hit the road map, and the void suddenly became violent. This was a fierce collision, and both of them flew backwards.
However, then they fought together again.
Pang Boru is like a big stove that can melt the world. It is extremely masculine, open and close, qi and blood rush to the sky, brave as a god, and must break the way with strength.
And the saint of Zifu came out of the dust, united with the ice field and the sky. She incarnated into nature, becoming more and more crisp and unpredictable.
The Shen Yun of the two is completely opposite, and the competition is becoming more and more fierce, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.
"I heard that the saint of Zifu is naturally close to Taoism. She is gifted and has not been made a few times. The only record is that the son of Zifu was defeated by her, and the son of Zifu is not as good as the saint."
Tu Fei said this, sighing repeatedly, and was even more surprised by Pang Bo's strength.
The big black dog muttered: "This woman is indeed amazing. She is a natural cultivation wizard. The later she is, the more horrible she will be. After reaching a certain level, she will be suppressed even if you are in line with Taoism."
Pang Bo roared, pinched the print with both hands, pressed the ice field, and shook the sky. The real dragon, Shenhuang and Kunpeng appeared one after another, driven by his hands.
At this moment, the heaven and the earth are moving, and Pang Bo is like the ancient demon emperor reborn. He is in great shape, which makes the heaven and the earth tremble.
"Boom!"
After a series of collisions, the battle between the two became white-hot, and it became more and more intense. The surging power caused an avalanche in the ice field.
Heavy snow is like a tsunami, rumbling and surging, like ten thousand horses galloping, and the earth burst into endless cracks, full of devastation.
"Brothers copy the guys and catch the saint alive as a wife!" Suddenly, Tu Fei chatted and rushed forward first.
"Whoever grabs it belongs to whom." The big black dog also barks.
This is a psychological tactic. They want the saint of Zifu not to maintain an ethereal state of mind and want to destroy her unity with heaven and earth.
"Boom!"
In the world of ice and snow, there is an extremely horrible atmosphere. The flying magic jar is suspended in the air, like a black hole. The mouth of the tank is deep and can't be seen at a glance.
This is an unparalleled devouring power. A black beam of light connected to the saint of Zifu to put her into the clay pot.
"Wow"
The picture scroll above the head of the saint of Zifu trembled, and a big mountain rushed out and hit the swallowing magic jar, emitting an ancient smell.
"This is really an ancient magic mountain, which can crush thousands of mountains!" The big black dog screamed and was shocked. He directly stepped back and pushed Tu Fei up.
"Dead dog!"
"Buzz!"
The swallowing magic jar shakes, and the devouring power is more powerful. Collecting the majestic black mountain, making the world tremble violently.
"Damn, another one!"
In that picture, another silver mountain rushed out. The light flashed and the pressure was amazing. Before it fell, the earth collapsed.
The two mountains collided, and the silver glow and the black light shot together. The black hole ** disturbance formed by the swallowing magic jar failed to immediately take them into the "wow"
In the picture scroll, the endless world rushed out of a large area, which really emerged, resisted the swallowing magic jar, and began to suppress Tu Fei.
In this process, the saint of Zifu is still fighting against Pangbo. Her clothes are fluttering, the clouds are flowing, there is no waves in her heart, and the Taoism has not been affected.
"Poison!"
At this time, Ye Fan took action. The silver diamond was simple and magnificent, quickly enlarged, and the Taoist lines on it were integrated into heaven and earth.
Its sheep did not become extremely huge, only one meter in diameter, but as heavy as a mountain, moving in all directions.
"Boom!"
In a violent collision, King Kong Zhuo entered the real world. The silver light flashed, and it was indestructible, smashing the peaks and cracking the earth.
At the same time, Tu Fei fought back hard, swallowed the magic tank into a black hole, swallowed the world, and fought against the world shown by the scroll.
And the big black dog was approaching the saint of Zifu, with a golden bell, rushing up and down from behind with a golden bell.
"Brothers, it's time to counterattack, and it's still the same sentence. Whoever catches it is his wife." Tu Fei shouted, and he rushed to the front with the swallowing magic jar.
"brush"
With a flash of light, Ye Fan took back the diamond and forced him to the front, waving his golden fist.
"Boom"
This is an earth-shaking punch. The blood is so strong that of the sky. Ye Fan's physical strength has long been unpredictable, like the regeneration of the Barbarian Dragon Emperor!
"Bun"
The saint of Zifu fought with Pang Bo. At the moment she looked back, she waved the road and pressed it over. She seemed to adhere to the will of heaven and earth, and the power she brushed hit Ye Fan's golden fist.
"Boom"
There is light everywhere in heaven and earth, like the Milky Way pouring down. This is a terrible collision, and the energy is overwhelming!
Ye Fan retreated, but he was not hurt. This was the first time he confronted the Holy Son and the Saint-level figure head-on, and it was against the power of the other party.
At this time, Pang Bo finally showed his unique skills, and the demon emperor killed him!
His eyes shot out a silver light, destroyed everything, penetrated the heavens and the earth, and rushed to the saint of the Purple Mansion. The vast expanse was white, and the heaven and the earth were shaking.
"chi"
The saint of Zifu is shrouded in purple fog. Her beautiful face is very mellow, and her eyebrows are shining, blooming Zixia. That is the seal of the Tao!
At this moment, two incomparable purple awns were shot out at once, facing the demon emperor.
"Boom"
The two divine lights met, and the devastating breath burst out. Tu Tian hurried to swallow the sky can to protect his body, and the big black dog covered himself with a golden bell.
Ye Fan's body is strong, comparable to Long Peng, and his whole body is full of golden light, like the rebirth of the ancient emperor. Only he turned into a golden light and rushed up, trying to take this opportunity to capture the saint of Zifu. ( To be continued, if you want and what will happen in the future, please log in to more chapters, support the author, support the genuine reading!)